Writing that one last week led me naturally to this one, which is another clothing related failure on my part-

I can’t wear suspenders. This one really bothered me for a while, because I really wanted to wear suspenders. A person who wears suspenders properly is so obviously a cut above the rest of us in cool-factor that it’s not even funny.

So I tried like the dickens to wear suspenders. Besides selecting the right pair to go with your outfit (ok, maybe I overthought this a little) you have to look relaxed while wearing them. That is the part I couldn’t pull off. If I wore them at about normal tension, they would slide off of my shoulders. Girls, I feel your pain on this one. That is the most annoying thing in the world. So I would be constantly adjusting my suspenders or sliding them back onto my shoulders. I looked about as relaxed as a flight attendant on Christmas Eve.

And if I tightened them up so they wouldn’t slide off, well then they would pop off my britches. Lemme tell ya, if you haven’t been repeatedly hit in the nose by a suspender clip that just sproinged off your britches, you don’t know how mad you can get. After about five miserable days, I finally had to admit that I just wasn’t cool enough to wear suspenders.

I promise the next post won’t contain any wardrobe malfunctions. (Oh hardy harr, I’m so funny!)